Fortheloveofadaughter Stories

"I can't believe he found me. After two months, he finally found me. Just in the next neighborhood. How dumb can he be though? Never finding me for two whole months? I weakly stand up and try to face him. Nick is not here to help me now, but that's okay. I need to face this by myself this time. This beast. This carnage. This nightmare. My father." WARNING: Some content in this story may not be suitable for young children (birth-13.). Viewers descretion is advised.

Dear mom and dad, I'm sorry I'm not a princess. I'm sorry I don't wear the clothes you buy or the jewelry you give me. I'm sorry I'm not polite and I'm not the smartest kid. I'm sorry I'm not the daughter you wanted. I'm sorry you don't love me like a parent should. But wanna know what I'm not sorry for? I'm not sorry for the things I've said, the things I've done, and the things that I've planned. I'm not sorry for being everything you've never wanted.

Bitter. Hateful. Abusive. Three words used to descfribe Madame Thernadier and her husband. They are known for their hate of their children. When the barricade fell the duo go to see if they can earn a suo or two. Only they discover something more than a few suos.